Cassell's illustrated Shakespeare. The plays of Shakespeare, ed. and annotated by C. and M.C. Clarke, illustr. by H.C. Selous, Partea 178,Volumul 1 |
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Pagina 35
... look you , - Trin . Thou wert but a lost monster . Cal . Good , my lord , give me thy favour still . Be patient , for the prize I'll bring thee to Shall hoodwink this mischance : therefore speak softly ; All's hush'd as midnight yet ...
... look you , - Trin . Thou wert but a lost monster . Cal . Good , my lord , give me thy favour still . Be patient , for the prize I'll bring thee to Shall hoodwink this mischance : therefore speak softly ; All's hush'd as midnight yet ...
Pagina 42
... look ! sir , look , sir ! here are more of us . I prophesied , if gallows were on land , This fellow could not drown . - Now , blasphemy , That swear'st grace o'erboard , not an oath on shore ? Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the ...
... look ! sir , look , sir ! here are more of us . I prophesied , if gallows were on land , This fellow could not drown . - Now , blasphemy , That swear'st grace o'erboard , not an oath on shore ? Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the ...
Pagina 58
... look you , wept herself blind at my parting . Nay , I'll show you the manner of it . This shoe is my father ; -no , this left shoe is my father ; -no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -nay , that cannot be so neither ; -yes , it is ...
... look you , wept herself blind at my parting . Nay , I'll show you the manner of it . This shoe is my father ; -no , this left shoe is my father ; -no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -nay , that cannot be so neither ; -yes , it is ...
Pagina 60
... look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability : - Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . Pro . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . Sil . And duty never yet did want his meed . Servant , you are ...
... look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability : - Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . Pro . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . Sil . And duty never yet did want his meed . Servant , you are ...
Pagina 62
... look on her perfections , There is no reason but I shall be blind . If I can check my erring love , I will ; If not , to compass her I'll use my skill . SCENE V. - MILAN . A Street . Enter SPEED and LAUNCE . [ Exit . Speed . Launce ! by ...
... look on her perfections , There is no reason but I shall be blind . If I can check my erring love , I will ; If not , to compass her I'll use my skill . SCENE V. - MILAN . A Street . Enter SPEED and LAUNCE . [ Exit . Speed . Launce ! by ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
allusion Angelo Antonio bear better Biron Boyet brother Claud Claudio Comedy of Errors daughter dost doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes fair father Folio fool Ford gentle Gentlemen Gentlemen of Verona give grace hath hear heart Heaven hither honour husband Isab Kath King knave lady Launce Leon Leonato look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio Lucio madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer Night's Dream misprinted mistress never night Note passage Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray Proteus Re-enter Rosalind SCENE sense Shakespeare Shylock Signior speak speech swear sweet tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast tongue true Twelfth Night Venice wife woman word
Pasaje populare
Pagina 334 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Pagina 392 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Pagina 234 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Pagina 320 - A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl: Tu-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Pagina 443 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide . For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Pagina 148 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder. — Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle...
Pagina 334 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Pagina 44 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell ; But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands : Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; • And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults....